A group of green laners, rough stuffers and folk of a relaxed persuasion based in Manchester
Its early September and its happening already, once again the summer failed to really get going, the odd couple of days of warmth but rarely hitting those balmy evenings that we so desire. Lots of good riding happened (despite failing to get away for our 'un meeting ' ) over the summer month, new lanes …
Occasionally I find myself trying, pushing hard on the pedals, looking at the speedo, breathing deeply ... it creeps up on me until something in my brain switches and I realise what I'm doing! And then I stop and get back to just enjoying riding along. Some background information here... I stopped racing bikes about …
Sunday night, if ever there was a night to avoid the telly its got to be Sunday, and as is my way I am listening to music and staring at maps. Maps that are kept at the caravan and are specific to this area. These maps have green covers and were known as pathfinders, and …
The day started normally enough. Early morning chores, check up at the dentist, coffee and a sausage butty, standard day. About eleven I'd finished sorting out the internet and was starting to procrastinate, the weather said there was rain on the way late afternoon, the washing was almost dry out on the line... More coffee …
Grass up the middle CC 